Mysterious world, I can change my destiny

Chapter 85 Maitreya was born, King Ming was born, Xuantian ascended to the Dragon Road

Refining!

Three Yin Demon Killing Knife!

With one thought in his mind, Ji Yuan grabbed the fierce and violent long and narrow black knife.

Five hundred points of white dao aggregates were thrown into it, and it turned into a ball of fireworks.

Just like last time, my whole mind was sucked in.

The map of the Emperor's Way of Heaven in the Sea of ​​Consciousness unfolded tremblingly, radiating brilliance, and evolving into a boundless scene!

A mountain city, red scarf rebels, banner spears!
The setting sun is sinking to the west, and the golden light is sprinkled.

Ji Yuan opened his eyes, and saw a field of martial arts with a square of [-] paces of rammed yellow mud.

The wind was fierce, blowing to the north, pulling the red flag straight!

The shouts that contain rhythm are connected together, and there is a burst of energy!
Ji Yuan secretly observed all kinds of faces around him who were striding forward and punching.

There are old and young, men and women, about four to fifty people.

All of them wear red scarves, short jackets, straw sandals and shorts.

Most of them are sallow and thin, and their qi and blood are not strong.

At first glance, he looks like a villager!
"According to the heavens... the way?"

Ji Yuan looked at the fluttering flag, and it took a lot of effort to see the big black characters embroidered on it.

"The world is in chaos! Maitreya is born, King Ming is born!"

On the martial arts arena, a middle-aged man in a brocade robe walked among the crowd with his hands behind his back, saying in a loud voice:

"We burn incense and gather the crowd today to rise up against the barbarians and defend the orthodoxy of the Central Plains. This is in accordance with the way of heaven!"

This person speaks half a word, and his general idea is that his master Han Shidong is the reincarnation of King Ming.

Can lead the suffering people of the Central Plains to drive away the barbarians, rebuild the universe, and reset the mountains and rivers!

This kind of absurd talk about the birth of immortals and gods is just to fool the foolish men and women who have little knowledge, but it may not be able to fool many caring people.

But at the end of the middle-aged man in the purple robe, he added:
"The Holy Son of King Ming said that whoever joins my Red Scarf Rebel Army is brothers and sisters, and they are all one family!

In Hanjiabao, if I, Zhang Qian, eat and drink, there will be you!
As long as you follow your master, fight against barbarians, and become a king, you can become a high official in the future!Live in a big house!Wear silk and satin! "

To sum up the following paragraphs, it means nothing more than "food and housing included".

Hearing that they would no longer be hungry, the eyes of those numb-looking villagers, young boys and girls fluctuated, and their punches were somewhat powerful.

"This is 120 years ago, when the Red Scarf Rebel Army swept the world?
A sage was born, worked as a cowherd boy, became a monk,
Even begging along the street, and finally joined the rebel army,
Since then, his martial arts cultivation has improved by leaps and bounds, and he even competed with that Han Shidong for the position of King Ming's Holy Son! "

Ji Yuan suddenly remembered that the Hundred Barbarian Dynasty marched straight into and occupied the Central Plains, causing a 200-year-long military disaster.

Many heroes Tianjiao were born out of nowhere, rose up and ruled the land.

Fighting against the Baiman dynasty, killing every inch of the country and every inch of blood.

Among them, the Red Scarf Rebel Army and the White Lotus Sacred Sect are the two most famous forces.

"That person in the cave can't possibly be a volunteer from the Red Army, and the Grand Master can live for two hundred years!
Where did this Three Yin Demon Slaughter Knife come from..."

Before Ji Yuan's mood rose, the scene in front of him suddenly changed.

In the resplendent and resplendent hall, a young man in purple robe with a handsome face sat at the head.

The momentum is as thick as a mountain, as if suppressing the Quartet, and the majestic aura is palpitating.

A name suddenly appeared in Ji Yuan's mind.

Little King Ming!Han Sedong!
"Master Li Duo, you have repeatedly made meritorious service, and you are a pillar of my rebel army!
Half a month ago, I led my troops to behead the commander of the hundred barbarians, and took the lead in breaking through Nanhe Mansion... I will reward you heavily! "

The purple-robed youth leaned on the luxurious seat carved with dragons and phoenixes, propped his chin with one hand, and said softly:

"Tonight, I will teach you one of the eight secret methods of Xuantian's Ascension to the Dragon, the Three Yin Demon Killing Sword! I will promote you to be the left protector!"

Chi Chi Chi!
The purple-robed youth flicked his fingers, and a blue light burst out of his palm.

Like a crescent moon sword light more than ten feet long, it directly blasted into "Ji Yuan"'s body.

The latter only felt a shock all over his body, and a bone-chilling chill spread all over his limbs, as if his blood was about to freeze, and even his mouth, nose and breathing slowed down.

Just when Ji Yuan thought he was going to die, a majestic thunderous sound came from his ears:
"Three Yin Demon Slaying Sword, also known as Xuantian Shenglong Dao Beigong, the secret method of refining the three Yin true qi and turning it into a mysterious sword to kill demons and protect the righteous way!"

With the remnant of Ji Yuan's sober consciousness, he thought helplessly:

"Can your name be longer?"

The young man in purple robe sitting at the top had a calm face, and continued:

"All the disciples in my way, regardless of gender, can practice this method in three Jiazi days (180 days) to succeed!
The Sanyin Demon Killing Saber is neither gold nor iron, invisible and formless, it is the method of Qi soldiers!
Use the aura in my body to sense the spiritual energy of the three yins between the heaven and the earth, and refine it according to the method of the five elements to generate and restrain it, and create a black sword!

Within three to five feet, swing vertically and horizontally, nothing can be taken!

When applied to others, it can cut off their meridians and destroy their minds at the least, and kill them on the spot like being struck by lightning!

Every day when you meditate, you must chant: Xuantian opened up the three talents, the dragon ascended to the sky and the town of Jiugai, the Daoist Shenwu Beigongzuo, the Sanyin kills the demons and secures all generations..."

The distant and ethereal Dao Jue ballads appeared in the sea of ​​consciousness word by word, and turned into the real mental method and imprinted them down.

So far, Ji Yuan has learned the first chapter of the Sanyin Demon Killing Sword, and ordered to absorb Qi into the alchemy cauldron!
next moment.

The glorious palace turned into ashes.

The scorching sun is in the sky!

It is still the perspective of the guardian surnamed Li.

Shout, howl, roar!

The earth shook, arrows rained down, and the city was burned with fire!
Many noises squeezed into Ji Yuan's ears, outlining for him a Shura killing field like a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood!
"Li is not responsible, why bother to resist!
Han Shidong suffered a disastrous defeat at the hands of Big Brother Bai, he ran away like a bereaved dog, and left you alone!

Now the red scarf rebels have changed their flags, and they all belong to the white prefix!

Huangjue Temple, Zhenwu Mountain, Bailian Shengjiao... These forces have all formed an alliance with my elder brother!

The entire 27 southern provinces are under control!
My elder brother cherishes talent, and feels that it is a pity to kill him.

Come down, the future will be regarded as the minister of the dragon! "

On the top of the city in the distance, a majestic man with a straight back, like a sword and a spear, shot straight away.

The gun is a dark, dark golden dragon head gun!
The horse is the body of a half-dragon, with horns on its head, feet on flames, and swallowing clouds and fog!
"Yang Hong, after all, you are also a descendant of a famous family, a top-ranked military strategist, a top-notch military strategist who has shocked the eight prefectures of the northern land!

Who is Bai Chongba?A former monk, a beggar, the most despicable mud legs.

Don't you feel ashamed when you call "big brother" on the left and "big brother" on the right? "

When Ji Yuan heard this, his scalp exploded.

Yang Hong?

Above the temple of the Jing Dynasty, the Duke of Liang is an extremely human minister!
Bai Chongba?
He vaguely remembered that the saint was poor when he was young.

Among the many brothers, he was ranked eighth, so he got such a cheap name.

Later, he joined the Red Turban Rebel Army and changed to Bai Zhongqi.

"What do you know! Brother Bai is the son of the real dragon, destined to be the supreme saint in the world of Xuanzhou!

Is breaking the army to death, worth the nine days of flying dragons? "

Immediately, the majestic man with a horizontal spear at the top of the city pulled the reins, and the red-blooded Dragon King horse neighed in the sky.

"Li Bucheng, since you insist on courting death, let someone see how powerful Xuantian's Ascension to the Dragon Dao's Sanyin Demon Killing Saber is!"

Under the bright sun, Yang Hong's body's acupoints were full of qi and blood, like billowing smoke rising into the sky!

The red-blooded Dragon King's horse stomped on all fours, crushing half of the city wall and crossing the sky!
That dragon-headed gun tore through the atmosphere like a meteor falling to the ground, causing the world to roar!

In an instant, Sen Leng's extremely sharp killing intent rushed towards his face.

Everything seems to be frozen and gradually slows down.

Only one shot, horizontal strike kills!
There is no way to avoid it!

"If it were me, I would be dead before this shot arrives!"

Ji Yuan was so startled that his hair stood on end, as if a bloody word "death" suddenly appeared.

But he is not the deity, and he is powerless to resist.

The leader of the red scarf rebel army named "Li Buchen", the protector of Xuantian Shenglongdao, obviously has a high level of martial arts.

I saw him rubbing his hands together, and his tongue was full of spring thunder:

"Here is the profound knife, all spirits avoid it!"

As soon as I spit out the first character sound.

The blood energy is like a river bursting its bank, revealing the skin of muscles and bones, turning into a huge oven.

Li Bushou's eyes were calm, and he pinched Yin Dao Jue with his right hand.

The pure inner breath turns into icy, chilling, and extremely cold air, which shrinks and condenses into balls of nothingness.

With a light wave, the traces of blue light turned into invisible blade lights, pulled into a round moon, and beheaded!

All of a sudden!
Heaven and earth!

36 black knives swung vertically and horizontally!

"Good knife skills! Good martial arts!"

Yang Hong shouted loudly, his burly body soared by three points, like a demon god!
The red-blooded dragon king's horse's four hooves are bent!
I was almost crushed to my knees!

Just this one, people borrow horse power!
The big gun dances and the wind blows, forming a violent wind dragon with teeth and claws!

The howling air shook houses and broke trees.

Anyone who approaches within [-] steps, the flesh and blood will be instantly exploded into powder!
After a snap of the fingers!
Swords and guns collide!
Burst out a powerful sound wave!
With a bang, the whole city trembled.

Ji Yuan's vision was blurred, and he didn't know how long this death fight had been going on.

After regaining his mind, Ji Yuan tried hard to open his eyes, and the blood-red light covered everything.

He only heard the old crow circling and screaming loudly, his eyeballs tried to turn around, and looked down.

It's flies flying by, insect repellent crawling all over!

It's the pile of human heads like a mountain, building a Beijing temple!
"'I' got beheaded?"

Ji Yuan was a little stunned.

He saw not far away, a king's flag with the word "White" on a black background and gold pattern across the sky.

Underneath, there was a tall figure standing with his hands behind his back.

He stood there, but he seemed to be the supreme king of the nine heavens.

Zaizhi the sun, the moon and the stars, with his feet on thousands of miles of mountains and rivers, has his own boundless bearing.

"What a Sanyin Demon Slaughter Saber, what a Xuantian Ascension Dragon Dao!

The yin and yang converge, condense the inner energy, and forcibly transform one hundred and eight profound knives.

No wonder the third brother can be seriously injured!

Han Shidong, it's a pity that such talents are used by you. "

That tall man, Yuan Ting and Yue Zhi, is just like a dragon flying ninety-five, with a terrifying aura that is hidden but not revealed.

His voice was very soft, but it spread very clearly in all directions.

Like thunder rolling away, the rumble resounded.

It wasn't until this moment that Ji Yuan suddenly woke up.

"'I' was literally beheaded!"

Suddenly, he saw that the tall man seemed to turn around and glanced.

At the same time, the evolution of Huangtian Daotu ended and the scene was broken.

"It's so real, this feeling!

The great horror between life and death is like walking alone on a cliff, and if you are not careful, you will be smashed to pieces! "

Ji Yuan had lingering fears, as if he had died once.

The feeling of fear, pain, and suffering came to mind instantly.

【Refining failure】

The four ancient characters are clearly presented.

"Come again!"

Ji Yuan breathed out a turbid breath, his eyes were fixed, and he continued to invest five hundred points of white Dao aggregates.

He has definitely learned this three-yin demon-slaying knife!
(End of this chapter)